My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 11

Heeeeeey! Sorry i haven't updated in a while, i was dealing with things.

Well thanks for checking out this chapter and enjoy!

Gabriella P.O.V

I look around and see everyone going home from our chat with the principal.

I sit down on one of the school benches with my head in my hands.

"You coming Gabi?" Asked Danielle. She was currently in the car with my siblings waiting for me. She had her head out the window which reminded me of a dog. Ha ha.

I suddenly busted out laughing which caused her to look at me like i was a weirdo.

Which I kinda am.

I honestly don't feel like going. I just want to walk by myself and think about things that pop in my head.

"No." I said playing with the zipper on my jacket. I really just want to be alone.

"I'm not letting you walk alone." Said Cameron butting in.

Ok I honestly I love my brothers. But they are so over protective sometimes.

I looked over at Danielle and Luke hoping they'll convince him but they didn't.

As im about to get in the car i notice Kylie walking home.

I guess i'll walk with her because i really want to walk home.

But she talks a lot so I don't know. Ha ha.

"Look Kylie is walking. I can walk with her." I say pointing to Kylie.

He looks over and see's Kylie walking home.

"Ok fine." He says still not wanting me to walk home.

"See you guys when i get home." I say and walk over to Kylie.

"Hey." I say to Kylie and she jumps.

I bust out laughing causing her to hit me.

Multiple times.

"Oh my god! Don't scare me like that!" Said Kylie holding her heart and breathing hard.

"Hahaha sorry. Why are you walking alone?" I ask her. Yeah i was going to walk alone, but i wonder why she is.

"I don't know just to think. Which is a little hard since your here and you talk a lot." She says in a duh tone.

She can't be talking.

"I do NOT talk a lot." I say crossing my arms.

"Yeah you do." She says and crosses her arms.

We stare at each other for a second then start laughing.

"Haha. But really, you talk a lot." says Kylie.

"Coming from the one who always talks back to teachers. AND principals." I say smiling causing her to smile.

"And may I add never shuts up." I add.

"You don't either!" She says smiling.

"Listen, you both talk a lot." Said a voice i was hoping i wouldn't hear.

EVER again.

Kylie and I turn around to see Jordan. Ugh why is he even talking to me.

I turn to look at Kylie and she looks at me.

We both turn back around and keep walking.

"Gabriella." He says and I can hear his foot steps behind me.

I ignore him.

"Gabriella!" He says a little louder.

Oh my god.

I ignore him. Again.

"Gabriella!!!!!" He screams. Like very loud.

"What!?" I ask him and turn around and so does Kylie.

"I'm sorry." He says looking at me.

I squint my eyes and so does Kylie.

"You say that every time." I say crossing my arms.

He just stands there.

Well I'm not about to stand here.

I continue walking and he pulls me back.

I yank my hand away.

"DO. NOT. TOUCH. ME!" I say and grab Kylie and start walking away.

"I'll make it up to you! I promise!" He yells and I fan him off.

"Well.... So how's you and Jordan's relationship?" Kylie asks trying not to laugh.

I burst out laughing. What will I do without some one cheering me up.

"Wanna come to my house?" I ask her.

"Can't. I got a date." She says smiling like a fool.

"With who!!!!!!" I say getting happy.

"David." She says.

I roll my eyes.

"David who?" I say really wanting to know.

"David Harris. Eeeeeeee!!!!" She says squealing.

"No way! He's like on the basketball team! Eeeeeeeee!"I say squealing also.

"I know and you seen his arms!" She exclaimed.

"Ahhhhhh." We said at the same time then laughed.

We arrived at my house . Her house is like 20 down.

"Have fun!" I yell at her unlocking the house door.

"You know I will!" She says walking to her house.

I open my house door to see all my siblings (except Isabella) in the living room along with my parents.

"Just the person I was looking for." Said my mom crossing her arms.

I forgot we got into a fight. Ughhhhh.

Here comes the punishment.